1. |
Here Comes the Night
01:28
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Come home tonight
We will break a little time
I show you your room,
And sip a tea on the couch
Dream all the night
We'll dream together tonight
You can see the stars
Here comes the night
Here comes the nigh...
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2. |
Hart
03:03
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When I was on and I found a route
Burning in the woods
I was like a hart and I remember the stars
Listen up I was falling into my distant path
I know I got a lot of scars in the route into freedom
Look at me now my friend, I'm on the ground and sitting
Look at me now my friend
Look at me now my friend
Now I'm falling, but I'm sitting here arrived
In the same time I found the road I was searching for so long
But I'm here sitting, playing this song tonight
I'm just swimming tonight, swimming tonight
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3. |
Shack
03:03
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When I'm in trouble I dream to travel there
To find myself again
There's a lonely shack, what nobody checks,
Except at times those who try to hide their love
In the pines, down from the road,
Not far from a black and shiny lake
Words of fatigue in a world of profits
Tired as I was made me know it,
Noone cared, and I cared 'bout nothing,
But first in my whole life to feel free
Smell of pine trees, I went there to hide
Smell of hop steam, I went there to free my mind
Smell of ginger, I went there to be alive
I dream to be there since then,
In my dreams I'm running there,
Swimming in the lake
While wahtcing the sun rise up
Naked in the wind and warmed up by the sun
Naked in the wind and warmed up by the sun
Smell of pine trees, I went there to hide
Smell of hop steam, I went there to free my mind
Smell of ginger, I went there to be alive
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4. |
Junction
02:06
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Maybe I look older now,
There is less glimmer in my eyes,
Met the tedious side of life,
In those drowning office hours.
I want answers in the night
But the answers are coming with the light,
This is something like insomnia.
Writing songs or getting sick.
This or that way I have to think,
And mull over about my life,
Without this, time just flies.
Seeking targets and seeking roots,
One day divide, the other put
Together myself on my head,
Wondering wich road now I'm at
Plenty of lifes I envisage,
A huge junction I'm driving in,
I have to decide, but I want to flow.
Maybe I look older now,
There is less glimmer in my eyes,
Finding ways and losing time,
This is how I live my life.
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5. |
Sham Melancholy
03:36
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The first autumn wind
Has gripped the pain from my heart
Sour smelling leaves, wrapped my heart
Towing the smile from my soul
Since I was a child
I has had plans to hide
The dissonant wibes
About flying times
And named it 'sham melancholy'
Perhaps it feels blue
But I finally percieve myself
Maybe I look blue
But I have nothing to hide
If you befriend Grief, the one who stays is Smile
The hours spent in rue, are a main part of your life
I always wanted to hide my sorrow, it was only a friend of mine,
Acting in such circumstances, that can easily break a heart,
You know that I was wrong
You know that I was wrong
Perhaps it feels blue
But I finally percieve myself
Maybe I look blue
But I have nothing to hide
The hours spent in rue, are the main part of your life
If you befriend grief, the one wwho stays is smile
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6. |
Away
02:32
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This time alone
Fifteen feets underground
Sleeping lights around
Hearing my calming lung
Falling stones are my eyelids
As my breath fades out
Coming home is fine
Oh, I'm free alone
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7. |
Bonus: Eternal Home
03:04
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Rolling hills and medows
A fragrant pond away
I look dazedly through the windows
Of a loosy, filled subway
I was born to feel homesick
For a place far far away
Heading to the prison of every days
I can't resist daydreaming
Oh come meet me there,
Let's jump into that blunted head,
Your home is eternal there
Go deep and shut the world out.
Whatever is around me
Whatever makes me blind
Balance and composure sleeps inside
And it's not so hard to find
When I'm walking in the city
And I'm to lose my mind
I'm listening to some Blaze Foley songs
And leave this world behind
Oh come meet me there,
Let's jump into that blunted head,
Your home is eternal there
Go deep and shut the world out.
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8. |
Bonus: Maine
02:35
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Having a cold bath in the black lake,
Golden shadows in a blueish mirror.
Woke up to realize that it's gone,
Sip a black tea on the porch
And smile smile smile
Working two hours till the next breath,
Listening to some country from an old green van,
Now I'm feeling lighter, smiling full released,
Shortly understand that I'm here, I'm here here here
Oh Maine, I surely can be blamed,
I have unknowingly disdained,
Your easing, balmy rain,
What your starry nights can say,
That will always be the same,
That's why I'll be back again.
Oh, You took my trouble Maine.
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